Tuesday, February 07, 2006
That bright red flash as the cardinals dart around the back yard reminding me that the blahs of winter hold the promise of a lovely spring.
The sound of the shower as Hubby prepares for the day.
Leaving the back door unlocked so visiting friends can come in to grab a cup.
The clean smell of shampoo.
Half empty corn cobs on the squirrel feeders.
Shadows under the trees.
The crunching sound of acorns under my shoes.
The return of a blogging friend after a long absence.
The smell of blueberry bagels.
A Chrismas poem written by Aunt Betty.